Category Archives: Explorations

I watch her in my 40s now It’s called horizontal parenting She jumps, just starting to get a whisp of air time both feet inflight at once She dances to the beat in her body I tell her she can … Continue reading →

How many things do I bury without even a song, rather, instead, moving forward, moving away, moving on, moving? A glimmer of hope, passed. A bubble-gum-pink camellia blossom, overflowing onto itself, taken down to the ground by the weight of … Continue reading →

“Mmmmmmmmmmm nom nom” is the sound she makes, intonating up and down, crescendoing as she exhales. She perches in her orange high chair at mealtime. Her hands are stretched towards the ceiling, twisting at the wrist in circles and her … Continue reading →

There are a few things that come to mind when I think of growing up in the Midwest. Cicadas and corn in the summer. Pumpkin patches and apple picking in the fall, half the class being absent on the first … Continue reading →

I see the dark silhouette of the tree. The backdrop is the soft pink sky. The tree’s green buds barely visible. This wiry elm didn’t get the news that spring came early this year. Its twists and turns more ominous … Continue reading →

I look at the tree in our front yard. Every year it shocks me. As if we’re in a conversation that is seemingly one-sided—mostly me, lamenting the lack of rain and how stressed the trees must be and wondering if … Continue reading →

The unstoppable, unquenchable chase for it. The home of a creature, a creature that captured bicarbonate and calcium from the sea around them and used it to grow and grow. Power over rather than power with. Smooth, textured, round, sharp, … Continue reading →

She reaches for the sight of light at the windowearly in the morningsbetween us in our bed. Celeste, our daughter.Her eyes wide, fixed,  a steadfast gaze in the dusk of dawn.She’s started reaching this month,  chubby hands extending to the … Continue reading →